I love letea! Originating from Hakka, China, this delicacy requires a certain taste and does not appeal to everyone. I acquired the taste for it thanks to Jarod, an ex-boyfriend who happens to be a Hakka (hence knows an impressive lexicon of vulgarities) and a great cook. Jarod is recently singled (around the same time I lost my Love) and lonesome in Australia and is whining to me a lot about missing his girlfriend and bla bla bla. Talking about exes, Cowpat (the one after Jarod) was blubbering to me about how his girlfriend went to another side of the world and ditched his pathetic ass. Waaaait a minute. Am I the ex-boyfriend-recently-exed-again-club's president? Pillow of comfort? Crying shoulder? I'm suddenly the magnet to all ditched souls. Aaaah, to heck with that. It is kinda fun, talking to them again after losing contact for years. I guess being the nicest ex (and girlfriend) in the whole world, they feel comfortable sharing their deepest, darkest secrets and fears (and tears) with me without being ridiculed. I'm feeling warm all over.
Anyway back to letea. Besides being uber-yummylicious, it's healthy! Minimal meat, lotsa greens. First we have rice (plain or with smashed garlic lightly oiled) topped with mountains of long-beans, tortoise-beans, leafy veggies (I'm horrible at naming green stuff), tofu, groundnuts etc. Then, letea is poured into the mixture of rice and greens (which, according to my colleagues and friends, now look like something a farmer would feed the pigs with), and after mixing everything thoroughly, the bowl of rice-greens-tea is now murky brown/green (depending on the letea's ingredients) and ready to be attacked ravenously. Only usually by this time, the faint-hearted and weak-tummied would suddenly be very interested to have salad instead. Letea (the tea/soup) is made from green tea, sesame, groundnuts, sunflower seeds, pumpkin seeds, and lots more eeky-sounding but healthy grains and greens. All the ingredients are mashed and grinded before adding cold and hot water, and voila, letea is served.
I love letea. Next to Japanese food.
Wednesday, October 06, 2004
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Nuts, beans, long beans, tortoise beans, garlic, seeds, and more seeds..... now we know where all the farts' are coming from.
Hey, I'm Hakka (well, at least my Dad is), and I loved this letea when I tried it for the first and only time not too long ago. En Yau's mum made it and shared it with the sunday school on the day they were learning about different Chinese dialect groups. Yummy! And it didn't make me fart.
I'm not gonna pin my farts to letea. Ogres fart. My cat farts. And I don't recall ever farting in your presence, David. Who's spreading rumours now?!
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